The American Jean

I wear my blue jeans on the inside
They are in my skin, I’ve got a Levi’s high
You may see me in my brand new ten-gallon ford
Waving hello, to my friends at the door

You’ve got pearly whites, a true American smile
I love you for your Yankee style
Pigskin boots are so, so, so, so big and sometimes
I mistake them for a real pig

Are you American?
I am American, too
And I just can’t get enough of you
You make my button-fly dreams come true

Well my waist is 30 wide and my legs are 30 long
I can put my own pants on
I taper jeans at the bottom
That way they’re more stylish than when I got them

You're a straight-leg kid, not a taper
But ain’t nobody dressed as good as that
We wear our jeans out on the scene
People say we’re the Levi’s team

Are you American?
I am American, too
And I just can’t get enough of you
You make my button-fly dreams come true

Well, they fit my lifestyle cause I like to rip cash
I keep a spare pair up on the dash
I wear them all night, I wear them all day
I wear them out until they fray

You got a ten-gallon hat
You got a ten-gallon car
Put your jeans on
And you'll go far

My jeans are not cloth
They're a part of my heart
And my body
Has no better part

Are you American?
I am American, too
And I just can’t get enough of you
You make my button-fly dreams come true